A Letter To the Racist

I love only my kind. But a world of just your kind would to monotony consign you. I celebrate just my kind. But a world that celebrates only you, would to the utter depths of boredom relegate you. I prefer just my kind. But the preference of your kind would your curiosity wear out. I only recognize my world. But a world of only you can never its horizon broaden. I only relish my own race. But a world devoid of other races would be the most uninteresting. My race must the entire earth occupy. But without the 'inferior' races, how could you 'superiority' claim? I have a lebensraum for my race to occupy. A lebensraum for only you would geography obliterate. So let your world be yours, and let mine be mine. Your culture and language you may retain, whilst mine I also retain, as we both our diversity celebrate. Because diversity is nothing more than the spice of life.